Swish, swish, swish!
Empress Fizna halted her form, her eyes flickered, landing on Nangong Feiyang, and she spat out dozens of extremely piercing strands of spidersilk.
Nangong Feiyang's figure flickered rapidly in mid-air, barely dodging.
In mid-air, Qin Yang, who was battling Prince Brandon, glanced at the scene below, his expression changed dramatically.
At this point, everyone below was in crisis, only Nangong Feiyang still had the strength to fight, engaging fiercely with Empress Fizna, though the situation wasn't good.
"Haha, these ants will all become Empress Fizna's lunch."
Prince Brandon let out a sinister laugh.
As soon as he finished speaking, Empress Fizna's sharp legs swung with extremely fast speed, slicing a deep gash across Nangong Feiyang's chest.
Blood instantly dyed his robe red.
"Puh."
Nangong Feiyang spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flying backwards.
"Haha, what did I just say? Victory ultimately belongs to me!"
